Gay Walking Dead Character Novels & Stories

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I plug my dead phone into the charger, and impatiently pace around the room while I wait for it to charge enough so I can phone Easton. The last person I want to talk to is my mate, but I don’t know what else to do. When I returned to Luna Gayle, she lay passed out on her loveseat, her body half on and half off the couch, the bottle of brandy dangling from her limp fingers. She blew spit bubbles while she snored softly. All I could do was to cover her naked body with a throw so one of the other wolves wouldn’t find her like that. The moment I told Gamma Piers about Yolanda, he lost all interest in the Omegas that are still in the dungeons.

Seris asked. “Don’t worry about that girls. Old Mr. Walker will help us escape,” Maelis winked. “Yeah ! You bitches should be more bothered about your dress !! Let’s go shoppinggggg,” Nyssa sang out while clapping and danced around the room. * * * * * CHARACTER SKETCH: SHADOW GANG MEMBERS: Zoe Stone – Leader Draven – Zoe’s Beta Lyra – Draven’s sister Seris – Draven and Lyra’s adopted sister

“ The girl hugged Martin, and he kissed her head before turning to us. „This is the Gamma Garret Sullivan, and this is his lovely mate, Caris.“ Martin introduced us to his daughter, and she shook our hands with a huge grin. She had the same two-colored eyes as Martin, but I noticed no other similarities, even in species. She was a human, while Martin, although an Omega, was a werewolf. The girl clung to my hand and gaped at me in awe. Her eyes almost glowed while she smiled at me quite creepily. „Gamma Sallivan. Wow. My daddy told us a lot about you.“ She finally broke the eye contact and released my hand.

“I’m guessing Caleb hasn’t told you about me then?” the woman asked, Cassandra’s puzzled expression gave her the answer she needed, she laughed, but it lacked any mirth to it, “I’m Gayle, the real Alpha bitch of this pack, the one who has been keeping Caleb’s bed warm before your wretched self came into this compound and the one who is going to drag you out of here by your hair once I cure Caleb of whatever spell you’ve cast on him.”

After about twenty minutes of waiting and I could feel my father already growing impatient , Garrett finally walked in , with Kendall, her uncle Damien and a member of the eclipse pack that Kendall had once introduced me to , Linda. "Hello , Henry Marshall. " Garrett greeted my father and stretched out his hand for an handshake. Garrett was a five foot man and looked nothing like his personality. He looked like a regular man , not a very ambitious and powerful Alpha, who would kill anything or anybody standing in his way. My father and Garrett exchanged pleasantries and Garrett finally looked at me , "Zayne! How are you? You're officially welcome to the Garrett mansion." "Thank you Mr Forres

An eerie hush fell over us, the only sounds were my pulse thudding in my ears and the soft crunch of bootsteps. I made my way back over to Samuel. Kaelen lifted the dead man off of him and flipped the villain over so we could see his face. I’d only met him once, but I recognized Damien Garcia, leader of Eclipse. Blood coated his face, chest, and hands. He’d done his fair share of killing before we’d taken him out. “Fucking bastard!” Aya repeatedly kicked Damien’s corpse. I stared down at Samuel, a heavy sense of loss settled in my chest and clenched my heart. Lysander placed his hand on my shoulder and squeezed. I leaned into his warmth.

Their gaze cut in neat, exact cuts around them; their hands barely left the daggers each of them held. Among them, my eyes caught a figure that seemed so familiar. There was no mistaking him in the dim light-Dexter Cullen. He was the second youngest in the Cullen family, Donuovan's most trusted lieutenant, and Garrett's older brother. His presence here confirmed my suspicions: this wasn't just some casual get-together. This was a pivotal moment in their operations.

“Your heart beats for wolves. For her.” “Correction,” I said, “my heart beats for one woman. The rest of you can choke.” Her eyes narrowed. “You are brave with chains.” “I’m brave without them, too. Want a demonstration?” One of the undead lurched closer, stockier than most. A hunter I recognized. Name started with a G. Greg? George? Didn’t matter. He was dead and smelled like damp death. I stared into his clouded eyes. “How’s the afterlife treating you? Better dental plan? More vacation time?”

The pungent smell of their bodies was so strong that Aiden could smell it from so far out. “Walkers!” Aiden soon realised what they were once he spotted them. Walkers were the lowest form of Undead. They were easy to deal with for any strong Beastman and usually Aiden would not have bothered with them, but he was currently injured and could barely move a muscle. He wouldn’t be able to deal with them! This wasn’t the right time!